AN : Thanks to the four reviews I got, and yes I really hope this will be original, now this chapter sort of distracts from the main plot, but I have several sub plots along with the main..the main of course is Jayde wanting to be a lady at all costs.

(( And Jack will make a rather large appearance, but ya know him…big on dramatic entrances….))

Please enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I own not Pirates of the Caribbean ye' hear! But I own Jayde Rutherford, Nicholas, Captain Hazzard, the ship Johanna and several other insignificant people.

I was running. Running as fast as I'd ever run before, the boat was only a few more yards away from me.

Then something came flying out of no where and tackled me to the ground.

I let out scream and went down arms flailing.

"Nicky?" I questioned, and stopped kicking and screaming.

"Aye! Jayde What the hell do ya think yer doin'!"

I growled and hid the dress behind my back.

"Ain't none of ya business.."

Nicky sighed and made a face. The kind of face he made, when he thought you were an idiot, and wouldn't let you go anywhere until you told them exactly what idiotic thing you were up to next.

I gave in. After all….it was Nicky. I'd known him since I was eight years old, and he was ten. We had a very long, painful history.

"I'm goin' ta Port Royal"

Nicky raised an eyebrow.

I glared "What?"

"Jayde yer bloody mad. Wait..What's in your hands"

"I'm not five Nicky." I struggled stepping out of his reach, he followed. I took a step back. He followed. "Nicky"

This was getting annoying. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close "What do you think yer doin'" He said laughing, pulling the dress from behind my arms.

"I already told ya idiot. Goin ta Port Royal."

There was an awkward silence. "I'm coming with you Jayde."

There really was no point in arguing. Especially since he had a slightly bigger boat, and the fact that he was holding my wrist so tightly it was about to pop off.

I followed…well…was dragged over to his ship were I spent a good deal of time explaining why I wanted to go to Port Royal.

When I was done my explanation, he'd laughed for a good ten minutes, til I pushed him off the side of the boat.

But we eventually got over that, and set sail for Port Royal.

By the time that we arrived, I had some how managed to get the bloody dress on and have my hair brushed.

Nicky smirked and I felt that unmistakable urge to push him off the boat again.

He took my hand instead, and lead me off the boat.

I wobbled along in my new heels, and slapped Nicky's arm when ever he burst out laughing.

Suddenly he stopped. "Nicky?" I snapped, turning my head to where he was looking.

There was a girl a few years younger then me I'd guess, in a gown that out shone mine by a long shot, with her perfect golden hair piled up on her head. She was grinning and Nicky apparently couldn't take his eyes off her.

I hated her immediately.

Prissy princess. I could be much better then her. I straightened myself out and said without the slightest trace of an accent "Nicky would you take me up there please?"

He didn't acknowledge that I'd spoken to him

Stupid Bastard.

I stomped away from him and accidentally stole a bucket from a nearby stall, filled it with water and dumped it over his head.

He looked at me then, with pure hatred in his eyes "What tha' hell was that for!" He schreeched at me.

He raised his hand and for an awful moment I thought he was going to hit me, of course he could hit me all he liked. I'd hit him back. But to spare myself from explaining that to the gathering crowd I pointed to the girl.

"She's looking at you again"

He turned, his hair flicking drips at me, I scowled.

He smiled sweetly, something I'd thought him incapable of.

The girl started walking towards him.

On no she doesn't. I attached myself to Nicky's arm and tried to shake me off.

I wasn't going anywhere.

The girl smiled and nodded her head "Hello, I don't believe I've seen you here before. I'm Elizabeth Swann"

If it were humanly possible I hated her even more.

Nicky grinned " Nicholas la..Rutherford."

I stared at him. He'd just given her my last name instead of his own.

Elizabeth's eyes grew wide and if I'd had a fork or a stick I would have poked them out.

"Rutherford…Captain Rutherford?" She said with excitement.

Nicky glanced at me and nodded "His son."

Elizabeth seemed delighted and he yanked his arm away from me and offered it to her.

The two began to walk away, talking excitedly.

Well this was perfect. Leaving me all alone. I scowled and started plotting the millions of ways I could murder him.

I grinned evily and spun on my heel.

This was not a smart thing to do as it resulted in me slipping over and landing on my face.

I struggled to get my balance back.

Well that ruined my dramatic leave.

I stomped angrily to his ship and as soon as I'd made it to the helm I took one of the swords. I started hacking away at the wheel and then went to the rudder.

He would not be leaving this port without a great deal of trouble.

I stood on the deck, straining to see what they were doing.

Nicky was offering her an apple and she took it laughing about something.

Damn him. Damn that rotten nasty bastard!

I started to head towards them again, wondering if I could get away with a double murder when a man tapped my shoulder.

"Excuse me miss…Do you know him?"

I nodded wryly… "I am Will Turner and that woman over there;" He pointed "Is my fiance'…" I smiled "Oh really. Is that so mate…"

Nicky chose that very moment to lean over and kiss her on the cheek. She blushed furiously and smiled at him.

I could feel the man next to me…Walt was it? Tense up at this.

We both stood there, spying on the happy pair.

"Would you like to help me murder him?" I asked forcing myself to speak proper.

Walt looked up "What? Are you serious?"

I nodded. Of course I was serious. You don't ask something like that unless you're serious!

Stupid men.

"Yes Walt I'm deadly serious. He lied to her….and is using my father as cover…" Damn it was hard speaking like that.

Walt grinned "I'm Will….not Walt.."

"And we don't have to kill anyone," he said shaking his head at me "Just…Keep him away from my fiance'."

"With pleasure"

A new plan was forming in my mind, and it was odd…but included no weapons, burning, screaming, or torture.

Just you wait Nicky.

O o where will I go?
Toss me out to sea
What the jar's all out of candy
Don't come blaming me